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“You’re Not of Their Standing,” My Husband Declared, Refused to Take Me to His Corporate Dinner — But the Real Embarrassment Came When He Learned Who I Was
We got married five years ago, when he was an ambitious junior manager. But as his career rose, so did his arrogance. At events, he called me his “little gray mouse” and bragged about selling “junk” as long as it looked expensive.
Then, three months ago, I inherited my estranged father’s vast business empire—apartments, houses, cars, and an investment fund with shares in dozens of companies… including “TradeInvest,” where Dmitry worked.
Quietly, I took an interest in the company and ordered an internal investigation. The results? Dmitry was embezzling large sums through secret deals with clients.
I said nothing. Outwardly, nothing changed—except my wardrobe, now discreet luxury he never noticed.
Last night, he announced a major corporate dinner. “The entire company management will be there,” he said proudly.
“I see,” I replied, hiding a small smile. “What time should I be ready?”
Dmitry looked at me in surprise.
“I won’t take you — there will be decent people there, not of your standing,” he said, unaware I owned the company. “You’re a wonderful wife, Anyechka, but next to you, I look poorer than I am. These people must see me as their equal.”
His words no longer cut as they once did. I simply replied, “Fine. Have fun.”
The next morning, while he left for work in high spirits, I put on a dark blue dress, had my hair and makeup done, and saw a confident, successful woman in the mirror.
At the prestigious restaurant, the CEO greeted me warmly. The room was filled with executives and department heads.
Many knew me as the new owner of the company, although this wasn’t yet public.
I spotted Dmitry the moment he entered — best suit, fresh haircut, radiating self-importance as he scanned the room.
When our eyes met, confusion flickered across his face, then turned to anger. He strode over.
“What are you doing here? I told you this isn’t for you!” he hissed.
“Good night, Dima,” I said calmly.
“Leave now, you’re embarrassing me! What is this — another attempt to humiliate me…”
People began to watch. Dmitry quickly lowered his tone. “Don’t make a scene. Go quietly, and we’ll talk at home.”
Just then, Mikhail Petrovich, the CEO, walked up to us… Watch: [in comment]